Seaside Seduction (Sun Stroked Book 1) Read Free

a second time, delight bubbled up inside her, but it wasn’t the view that brought on the wave of joy, it was the tall, shirtless, hard-bodied male walking along the shoreline that set her pulse racing, not to mention her libido.
    Dayum, he was yummy!
    Beginning with his mussed, windblown black hair, her eyes traveled down his long torso toward his finely toned body parts and came to rest on his knee-length swimsuit. Even from a distance she could see his hard pecs, hard abs, and even harder leg muscles. For a brief moment she wondered what they’d feel like wrapped around her.
    Arms folded, she leaned against her doorjamb, her body registering every delicious inch of the stranger who piqued her interest. And by the looks of things, he had a lot of inches to keep her interest piqued.
    His bronzed skin glistened with perspiration as he made his way down toward the water. She noted that his walk seemed rather rigid, stiff. He favored his right leg as if it caused him great pain to move.
    When Mr. Hardbody reached the water’s edge he stopped and spread his feet to shoulder width. He crossed his hands behind his back, palms facing out. Since Danielle’s uncle was a military man, she’d recognize that at-ease stance anywhere.
    She watched him a while longer, studying his body language. It occurred to her that he looked like he should be addressing the troops, not staring out over a sunlit ocean. But, hey, even soldiers needed vacations, too, right?
    Lucky for her.
    Without warning he turned around. As though he felt her eyes on him, his gaze strayed toward her cabana, toward her. When their eyes met and locked, she faltered backwards, jolted by the ribbons of need rushing through her veins. Heat bombarded her body and her skin moistened right down to the tips of her toes, but she knew it had nothing to do with the tropical sun.
    What was it about him that made her thighs tingle even as he stood thirty feet away? As lust exploded inside her, her thoughts careened off track. Her lascivious mind took her in an erotic direction.
    She closed her eyes, imagining what it would be like if she offered herself to a trained soldier, a guy who seemed worlds away from the men in her social circle. Judging by his commanding presence, his disciplined body language and his piercing gaze, she’d hazard a guess that he’d be more than capable, and more than willing, to play out all her secret fetishes with her. Warmth flooded her pussy and dampened her panties as she visualized herself bound to his bed, restrained and subdued while he disciplined her body in the most delicious, most scandalous ways.
    Truthfully, it amazed her that one captivating look from a stranger had her hormones squawking louder than the native wildlife.
    Danielle drew in air, determined to make every moment of this vacation count. She decided to forgo a nap, slip into her bikini and head out to meet the locals, or rather, that tall, brooding, mysterious man lingering at the water’s edge. When she opened her eyes again, he was gone. Gone! Vanished. AWOL. MIA.
    She blinked and glanced up and down the beach for Mr. Hardbody, but dammit, he was nowhere to be found. She suddenly wondered whether she’d imagined him. Had this magical island caused her salacious mind to conjure up the perfect fantasy man for her?
    Either way, she needed a swim to cool herself down before her body spontaneously combusted. She peeled off her clothes, pulled on her new itsy-bitsy peach bikini, and strolled lazily to the shore, squishing the warm white sand between her toes along the way. She spent a few moments walking the beach line, absorbing the sun’s warmth. Stopping to stare out over the ocean, she gave a little heavenly sigh and noted that even though she’d been out on the beach for only a few minutes, her pale skin had already begun to burn.
    She planted her hands on her hips, and her gaze skimmed the aquamarine water as she tested the temperature with the tip of her big toe. It